Cello - Skeet lyrics

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Cello - Skeet lyrics

[Intro] Yo Asap what is man? Haha Ay yo brodie You my brother n***a, turn up Ha, Squeeze The Mixtape Ima let my n***a talk to y'all real quick Let's get it, Lets get it [Hook: Cello and Drebo] f** your b**h, hit her in the back seat You cuffed a b**h, but I hit her last week f** them Nikes, red bottoms on my feet Extended clips with the [?] in the heat Yeah Flipped yo b**h had her in the backseat She ain't sh**, I just left her last week We don't slip, we on point, we on beat (All on beat) She love Squeeze She love Cello, she gone skeet [Verse 1: Drebo] Flipped yo b**h, had her in the backseat We got hammers in the [?] that make a** run a track meat Bad b**h she feel special but she don't attract me You be rapping, we ain't worried about no f**ing rap beef She gave me face last night, I had to pull the seat down Cello told me she a hoe, he hit her out the playground Getting down for the squad, so it ain't no play round She let us f** her in the crib so yeah, that's her place now She as nasty as it get, I had to nut up on her face She love to eat a n***a dick, she said she love the way it taste And trying to get close to a b**h, n***a gotta keep his space And n***a racking up them hunnids, always on a money chase Squeezy baby [Hook: Cello and Drebo] f** your b**h, hit her in the back seat You cuffed a b**h, but I hit her last week f** them Nikes, red bottoms on my feet Extended clips with the [?] in the heat Yeah Flipped yo b**h had her in the backseat She ain't sh**, I just left her last week We don't slip, we on point, we on beat (All on beat) She love Squeeze She love Cello, she gone skeet [Verse 2: Cello] Cello in this b**h, I'm clutching on a banger Hit your b**h, got her screaming like a singer Gave me p**y but to me she just a stranger Say no b**h, dawg that sh** ain't in my nature Maid hoe I swear she look just like a barbie Dreadlocks up in my head just like I'm Marley My n***as toting choppas, I ain't talking Harley Shoot a n***a in the face and don't feel sorry Pistol whipped him, left him in that parking lot Yeah we blowing, but my whole team hot Tell that label [?] meet us in the trap spot And if the deal don't sound good we take his diamond watch [Hook: Cello and Drebo] f** your b**h, hit her in the back seat You cuffed a b**h, but I hit her last week f** them Nikes, red bottoms on my feet Extended clips with the [?] in the heat Yeah Flipped yo b**h had her in the backseat She ain't sh**, I just left her last week We don't slip, we on point, we on beat (All on beat) She love Squeeze She love Cello, she gone skeet